How many timesDo we tire of all the little battlesThreaten to call it quitsTempted to cut and runHow many timesDo we weather out the stormy eveningsLong to slam the front doorDrive away into the setting sunKeep going on till dawnHow many times must another line be drawnWe could be down and goneBut we hold onHow many timesDo we chaff against the repetitionStraining against the faithMeasured out in coffee breaksHow many timesDo we swallow our ambitionLong to give up the same old wayFind another road to takeKeep holding on so longCause theres a chance that we might not be so wrongWe could be down and goneBut we hold onHow many timesDo we wonder if it's even worth itTheres got to be some other wayWay to get me through the dayKeep going on till dawnHow many times must another line be drawnWe could be down and goneBut we hold on